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Reissue: Every Last Fantasy ~ A Christmas Novella

So rights reverted back on some of my EC titles, including this one…

It’s only 0.99 for the holidays!

After a naughty Christmas wish, Vikky discovers that she has a wicked secret admirer. Taunted by teasing notes, seduced by sinful promises, she finds herself living out some of her wildest fantasies.

Erik had no idea that agreeing to play Santa would put him back in Vikky’s orbit—or that she would make such a sexy Christmas wish. Unable to resist her warm blue eyes or the promise of her amazing body, he gives in to the urge to fulfill her Christmas fantasy.

But what started out as fun turns into so much more…

Please note: This title has been previously issued. It has been substantially re-edited with a fair amount of rewriting, but very little new material has been added.


One of her hands went around his neck but the other started to reach for the blindfold. “Don’t touch it, Vikky.”

If she saw him and pulled away…mine.  He couldn’t help but think it. Mine.  The thought of her pulling away shattered him.

Her hand fell away as he carried her inside, lowering her to the floor beside the kitchen table, bending his head to buss her lips. “I’ve things I want to do to you,” he murmured, walking around her, staring at her as she stood there.  He freed the clasp on her cloak and tossed it on the table behind her.  It fell across the smooth surface like a blanket as he caught the tangled, twisted material of her skirt.

By the time he had the skirt and her panties off, his hands were shaking.

She stood in front of him now wearing an emerald green sweater and boots.

He slid a hand around her waist and pulled her against him, his hand smoothing across the taut, silken skin of her ass.

”Don’t you want to know what kind of things?” he asked.

She sucked in a breath.  “Yes.”

“Things I’ve dreamed about…Vikky, sugar, you wouldn’t believe my dreams.” He lifted his head and watched as he brought his hand down on the plump curve her ass—a sharp, stinging little slap.

When the harsh, hungry cry fell from her lips, Erik could have growled in triumph. ”You like that.”

“Yes.”  She gulped in air.

“You told me that,” he murmured, dipping his head to brush his lips across her shoulder.  “When we talked online.  You told me all sorts of things, Vikky.  Did you mean them?”

Her response was a startled inhalation of breath…and a slow nod.

“Good. Now…take off your sweater.  I want to see you.  All of you.”

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Razed…almost ready


He pressed his thumb to the wide, soft curve of her lower lip.

Eyes on that curve, he said, “So . . . what? You here looking for a quick fuck, Keelie?”

She jerked, tried to pull away.

He didn’t let her, leaning his weight more heavily against her although he knew full well he might be tasting his balls, bloody and broken, in his throat in a moment.

“Back off,” she bit off.

“No.” He dipped his head, rubbed his lips against hers, and when she averted her head, he  skimmed them along her neck. “I’m just trying to see the picture that’s so obvious for you. I mean, I’ve been trying to get you to go out with me for . . . hell, three years now, if I remember right.”

Three years. Eight month. Two weeks? Not that he was counting, really.

When she did nothing, said nothing, just watched him with those inscrutable eyes of blue and brown, he leaned in and buried his face against her hair. Black and white again, the chunks of black framing her face.

“What’s this obvious thing I’m missing, Keelie?” he asked.

Then his eyes just about crossed, because instead of outright answering, she twined long, long legs around him and arched, pressing the heat of her sex against him and rocked. “This . . .” That pink flush rode her cheeks, hotter now, brighter, while her eyes practically glittered at him. “This. Isn’t it obvious what’s going on?”

Zane couldn’t help it. He caught her hips in his hands, his fingers digging into the curve of her ass as he leaned into her and rocked against her, hard, fast. Once, twice.

She shuddered and met him. And when he stopped, she whimpered.

He slid a hand up, closed it over her throat. The mad beat of her pulse against his palm drove him insane. He wanted to cover that fragile bit of skin with his mouth and bite down, suck on her skin until she shivered and whispered his name.

Instead, he said, “There are a lot of names for what this is. A quick fuck, like I mentioned. Keelie, that’s easy, and either one of us can get it any way. I’ll be honest . . . that’s not what I want from you.”

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A Book A Week…Giveaway

So, I’ve decided I’m going to give away a book a week until the end of the year.  Some will be ebook, some will be print. To enter…

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I generally only send out one a month, unless there’s something really interesting to share. Winner’s names will be posted in the newsletter and I’ll probably batch-post them… (say 2 name posted for the remaining weeks in November, then I’ll go again in December).

To sign up… just go here.  Standard disclaimer… you must be the age of majority, no purchase necessary, odds of winning depend on number of entries, etc, etc. Full disclaimer at link above.  You can unsubscribe at any time and names aren’t sold, traded, given away or dropped from hot air balloons.


Such awesome. Very wow.



YOU OWN ME and BROKEN BLADE (written by my alter-ego) were both nominated for RT Reviewer’s Choice Awards.

I’m kinda dazed and delighted here.


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“You son of a bitch,” she whispered, grabbing his hair and pulling him down to her.  “You can’t do this to me.  Don’t you know what you’re doing?”

He studied her face and he reached up, ran the back of his knuckles down her cheek, and then, for once, let himself touch her mouth.  “Yes.  Because I’m doing it to me as well.  But you must understand. This, you, me…it could have never happened.  Happiness was something I was never meant to have.  And you would have made me happy.”

He stole a bit of it, though, then and there, pressing his mouth to hers.  “If I could have let myself, I would have loved you.”

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In that moment, I came awake, my body shuddering as pain gripped me.

I gasped and in a blink, two men stood over me.

One was Will and I glared at him balefully.

Okay, yeah, I’d been the one to pounce on his back and send the two of us tumbling to the ground—or…through it?

I still didn’t know.

But whatever had happened, it resulted in me hurting more than I could remember hurting, short of dying.

And I didn’t think that was getting ready.

But then my gaze skipped over and hit the other man.

Open your mouth now…

I sucked in a breath and that very action brought tears to my eyes, but it wasn’t enough to make me look away from him.

Silvered moonlight washed the color from his eyes, from his hair, leaving him cut with swathes of pale light and deep shadow.

His face was harder.



My throat locked.

A name sprung to my lips, but instinct had me locking it back.


Open your mouth now.

Shaken, I tore my gaze away.  Unable to find a single thing to look at, save for his profile or the star-studded sky overhead, I closed my eyes.

Thom.  His name was Thom.  Thomas…Thomas Finn.  It connected in my head.  Reflexively, I clenched my hands into fists.

“Do you remember what happened?”

The low, cool voice forced my attention away from Thom and I found myself looking at Will.

Oh, bite me.  The comment burned on the tip of my tongue, but I held it back.  It was my own damn fault, I was lying there, feeling like I’d been worked over by a couple of the meaner demons—there were some who liked to eat people. Literally.  They were vicious and once I’d stumbled across a group of them, interrupted the meal time.  If I hadn’t had the Colt I coddled like a baby, I never would have made it out of that alive.

Two of them had still gotten their hands on me and I’d spent two weeks pissing blood and eating nothing any harder than mashed potatoes while healed up over the damage they’d done me.

It was the most damage I’d ever taken.

Right now? I didn’t feel quite that bad.  But it was close.

“Remember?”  I curled my lip at him as I slowly worked on getting my arms under me.  That hurt.  I eased upright.  That hurt worse.  Something ground inside me and I gasped.  Okay, broken ribs.  Lovely.  Panting, I made it upright and saw that Will was watching me with unsympathetic eyes.  Off to the side…I swallowed, tried not to let myself think about him, his name…his hands on me.  I remembered that.  Bits and pieces of a life I’d suspected but never really remembered.  That had changed now.

“Sure.”  I settled my weight back on my hands, doggedly focusing on Will’s face.  “I remember you grabbing me, knocking me out.  Then I’m in a hotel room and you won’t let me leave.  You yammering in my ear—then inside my head—and then without explaining jackshit—you tell me I’m free to go.”

Silver flashed in those eyes.  A silver glow.  It was eerie as hell.

I tensed and braced myself to grab for a weapon, only to remember he’d taken them all.  And I hadn’t gotten them back.

His voice was still soft as he asked, “Do you remember what happened next?”

“Oh, yeah.  That was the Tilt-A-Whirl ride from hell, man.  Now.  Where are my weapons?  Get them and I’ll get out of your hair.”

“Will you…” He drew those words out, a thin, mocking layer of amusement under them as he rose and turned.

I flinched at the sound of the next voice.  “She’s human.”

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